Inscription of Different Cases

"It's not a human... it's actually a ghost?"

"Well, I think it's pretty close."

The two had just left from the short stall owner and were on their way back.He Yijiu couldn't hide his surprise on his face, while Han Lang was full of thoughts: "This Ye Mingzhu is very cloudy, and so is the place where the stall owner piled up stolen goods. It seems that the thief who often contacts him...is not a living person."

"I do feel chilly, so that's what happened." He Yijiu muttered to himself. Although he had spiritual power, his perception was not as strong as Han Lang's.What's more, Han Lang has been practicing diligently recently, and his spiritual power has increased to another level, and he is already like a qualified celestial master.

"But it's not the kind of evil spirit that hurts people," Han Lang mused. "It's similar to the evil spirit on skinks, without any fishy smell."

He Yijiu scolded in a low voice: "Could it be that Zhongyuan is coming soon, can't all these things come out for activities?"

"It's hard to say," Han Lang shook his head and said, he was still holding the note given by the stall owner, which stated the location where he and the thief met, "I can only check tomorrow."

He Yijiu smiled mischievously: "You county lieutenant, you are right to catch the living thieves, but now you have to catch the dead ones."

Han Lang smiled bitterly: "It just so happens that I also want to try the results of my recent practice."

"Then, do you still want to save him?"

"I really don't know how to do this... In short, let's check first."

"You are too curious," He Yijiu patted his forehead, "You like to take care of everything, good man."

Early the next morning, He Yijiu went out to look for business, and Han Lang patrolled the streets as usual.His cousin was still at home and said he would stay in Anping for two or three days, since he had nothing to do anyway, so he just came to accompany his nephew to wander the streets.During this period, he didn't mention anything about the Han family's ancestral house, just chatted with Han Lang like an ordinary elder, talking about the old things between him and Han Lang's father when they were young.

Han Lang's attitude towards his cousin has always been very unfamiliar, but it is not completely emotionless.After all, my cousin helped his parents, so he was different from those ruthless Han family.But even so, Biaoshu must have come to be a lobbyist when he appeared this time. Thinking of this, Han Lang seemed to be on guard when talking to him, and he couldn't let go.

The two chatted all morning, but they didn't get to the point, and they still felt tired and flustered.The cousin didn't look too relaxed, his eyes wandered, and he kept wiping his sweat frequently.The two of them either spoke at the same time, or they were speechless at the same time. The awkward atmosphere spread to the core, which was really uncomfortable.

"It's too hot, I'll take you back to rest first." Han Lang couldn't help but said.

"Ah? Oh, it's a bit hot. After all, the climate in Anping is different from that of my hometown," my cousin scratched the back of his head. "By the way, the curse of the falcon..."

Finally, Han Lang thought to himself, feeling relieved: "There are letters from my father and Falcon, and many old books. I have been looking for any clues in them."

"Thank you, thank you, that would be great," the cousin replied, but he didn't seem too confident.The strange thing is that he didn't pursue the question, but changed the subject again, "A-Lang, when you were young, did you see that falcon...?"

Han Lang thought about it carefully for a while, but still shook his head: "I was too young at that time, so I don't have any memory."

"Do you remember what happened when you were a child?" Uncle looked very concerned, "Especially before the age of four or five."

Han Lang was a little confused: "It's too early, I must not remember clearly. Why did my cousin say that? Could it be that something important happened at that time?"

The cousin coughed twice, his eyes dodged a little: "It's nothing, I visited you at that time, it seems that you don't remember."

Han Lang looked at him suspiciously, feeling that his cousin had something to say, but he didn't know how to ask.His intuition has always been accurate, his cousin must have something to hide from him, and this time, it may not be as simple as being a lobbyist for the Han family.

He sent his cousin home, saw that it was getting late, and immediately rushed towards the agreed place without stopping.It was noon, when the sun was at its fullest, and he and He Yijiu went to the meeting place together. There were already several sneaky thieves standing there, but there was no one they were looking for.

"It's noon, and he doesn't dare to come out." He Yijiu laughed.

This is the three-headed camp, the chaotic and dirty place in the city, and the place where they once met the kidnappers.The ferocious hooligan squatted in the corner, casting a malicious look at every passing civilian.Han Lang was originally walking in front, but now He Yijiu was striding forward. When the gangsters saw him, they immediately changed their expressions and shouted respectfully and flatteringly, "Master He, why are you here!"

Han Lang looked so amused that he couldn't hold back his face.He Yijiu walked proudly like a general inspecting his soldiers, and then picked out the most clever looking one, and asked directly: "Do you know all the 'craftsmen' here?"

"I know you." The other party nodded and bowed immediately, "What orders does Master He have?"

"Something short-sighted stole my Ye Mingzhu, do you know who it is?"

The man's eyes widened: "Stole, stole your things, this--he doesn't want to live anymore!"

"Say less, just tell me, who did it?"

"Uh..." The other party was intimidated by He Yijiu, and couldn't help taking half a step back, "It's a new girl, but she doesn't come out very much, and she doesn't do business with us. She only comes at night, wearing a black Cloak, as if someone died at home, bad luck!"

"You're telling the truth?"

"It must be, how dare you deceive Master He!"

He Yijiu turned his head and exchanged glances with Han Lang, the latter nodded, indicating that it was okay, he slapped a few copper plates into the man's hand and said, "Okay, it's none of your business."

"Thank you, Master He! Thank you, Master He!"

It was still a long time before dark, Han Lang didn't want to go home, and He Yijiu also didn't want to go back because of the thought of an outsider at home, so the two started strolling around the Santou camp.The weather gradually turned cloudy in the afternoon, and the sky was covered with lead gray clouds. Because of the northerly wind, there was a cool and damp moisture in the air.Han Lang was discussing with He Yijiu about sweeping the tomb. He felt that Zhongyuan was close at hand, and the two of them were about to start preparations.

There are also many stalls selling candlelight and paper money on the street, and tied river lanterns can be seen everywhere.He Yijiu is not from the Central Plains. Although he is familiar with the customs of the Central Plains, he still doesn't know much about the details.Seeing Han Lang stop in front of He Deng, he couldn't help asking: "Speaking of which, Shangyuan also puts on lanterns, and Zhongyuan still puts on lanterns. What's the difference?"

Han Lang smiled: "Shangyuan is a sky lantern, and Zhongyuan is a river lantern. The place is different. The sky lantern is for the blessing of the yang world, and the river lantern is for the underworld. People think that the Styx River is dark and lost souls. There must be a river lamp to guide the way, so as to survive."

He Yijiu was stunned: "In my hometown, the dead will be placed in a round altar. Priests are invited to pray for three days and three nights, and then they will be handed over to the gods."

"god?"

"Tiger god. But tigers are rare, so many people use cats instead. They think that cats come out at night and kill all the evil spirits at night, and they are like gods."

He rarely heard He Yijiu talk about his hometown, so Han Lang couldn't help but focus: "Where is your hometown?"

"A place called Shuiqi is in what you call Xirong," He Yijiu stretched lazily, "The country in the desert is rich in precious stones, so rich."

Han Lang had vaguely heard of this place name, but he was not very familiar with it.He recalled the phantoms he had seen in Xu's house before, the majestic palace and the wild beast, and couldn't help but ask, "Do you have a palace there?"

"Have."

Han Lang simply told what he saw at the beginning: "Could it be that is the Tiger God you mentioned."

He Yijiu was stunned, and after a while, he laughed dryly: "There is no such thing as a tiger god, it's just... just a tiger. Emperor Shui Qi caught it while hunting."

As he spoke, he seemed to sigh faintly: "Later...they peeled the tiger's skin and used it to make a tapestry."

"How did it appear in your phantom?"

He Yijiu lowered his head, unable to see his expression clearly: "I don't know, didn't Shen Minggui's fake bull nose mean that the silver bowl is full of phantoms, so you can't believe it, so don't look into it."

Han Lang had no choice but to say "oh", he could see that He Yijiu still had some nostalgia for his distant hometown, but something stood between him and his own nostalgia. Yijiu severely suppressed this affection.It's the same now, He Yijiu quickly changed the subject, insisting on pulling him to see a lifelike paper tie.

What happened in the past?

If He Yijiu didn't say anything, he couldn't open his mouth either.Shui Qi, Shui Qi... He remembered the name of this place, and if he had the chance, he must inquire about it.

The two of them wandered around until the evening, bought a lot of things, and only after they sent someone to send them home did they head for Santouying.Once night falls, the temperature becomes colder and the moonlight is clearer than the previous day, as if a cascading waterfall flows down from the sky, spreading on the dark stone road, almost illuminating people's shadows.During the daytime, there are a lot of hooligans gathered in the alleyway, but after nightfall, there are many fewer people. In He Yijiu's words, they have already gone to their respective sites to "look for business".The two entered with a lantern, and they didn't meet anyone along the way. It wasn't until they reached a low wall that the sharp-eyed Han Lang saw a black figure in a cloak standing in front of him. woman.

The two looked at each other, and He Yijiu imitated the tone of the ghost market stall owner and asked, "Did you bring anything?"

A faint female voice sounded chillingly: "Bring it."

The woman approached, but her footsteps made no sound.Han Lang held the weapon in one hand and tightly held He Yijiu's arm in the other, leading him to dodge if the situation was wrong.As for He Yijiu, his whole body was already tense, just waiting for the moment when the woman approached.At this time, I felt a dark wind blowing against my face, and the moonlight rose like a tide, and both of them smelled an inhuman rotten air, which was the breath of ghosts.

The moment the woman stopped, Han Lang held a piece of talisman paper, secretly summoned his strength, and threw it violently!There was only a tragic scream, which was not a sound that humans could make at all, and immediately sparks flew, and a dazzling brilliance swept the place where the three of them stood.

"Is it done?!"

Han Lang didn't have time to answer him, his hands instantly formed a seal on his chest, and he began to mutter a curse.This was the first time he used the Ghost Binding Curse, and the methods he read in the book were not complete, and most of them had to be figured out by himself.Seeing the female ghost being swallowed by the brilliance, Han Lang thought he had succeeded, but he didn't know that the talisman paper he had just thrown was swallowed by a layer of black flames, the female ghost stopped struggling, roared and flew up--

"You are courting death!" She screamed, her body grew in vain, her lower jaw was almost dislocated, and two finger-long canine teeth protruded from it, biting directly at the two of them.

"Be careful!" He Yijiu roared.The two avoided each other, the female ghost was obviously enraged by Han Lang, her hands turned into sharp claws, and attacked the two of them again like a wolf like a tiger.Han Lang and He Yijiu met at the same time, one drew his sword and the other swung his fist, they collided fiercely with the strong wind blown by the female ghost.Both of them took half a step back, and the strong wind turned into blade-like air waves, which made people's cheeks hurt.At this time, "Feng Buyan" has been swung out, as fast as lightning, the female ghost was forced by him to let out a miserable hiss, her body swayed, and disappeared into a black shadow.

The two looked at each other, both a little caught off guard.At this time, He Yijiu suddenly shouted: "Behind you!" Han Lang immediately turned around and bumped into a pale grimace!His hair stood on end, and he slashed out with a sword, and the female ghost disappeared again.

"Don't run away!" He Yijiu scolded, just as the ghost passed by him, he grabbed her throat with his right hand.He Yijiu's hands were so strong that his five fingers almost sank into the ghost's flesh.This time she did not turn into a phantom, but kept whimpering in pain, twisting and struggling all over her body.Seeing that He Yijiu's attack was effective, Han Lang immediately flew forward and recited the incantation to bind ghosts.

The female ghost began to struggle, but He Yijiu couldn't restrain him.Han Lang's forehead was sweating, and his heart was beating wildly. At the very beginning, he wanted to trap the female ghost with the Ghost-Binding Curse, but he didn't expect that his all-out attack failed. Is it because of his lack of spiritual power, or because his cultivation level is too far behind?At that moment, he was extremely remorseful, and felt that he had overestimated his power and put the two of them in danger.

Now he can only fight hard, without talisman paper, without magic weapon, Han Lang doesn't know how effective this spell will be.But to his surprise, without using any medium, after he finished chanting the mantra, a black mist began to appear around him. With a wave of his hand, the black mist turned into a drag chain, and flew towards the female ghost like a shooting star. pounce.Seeing this, He Yijiu couldn't help jumping away, only to see that the chains gathered more and more, wrapping around the female ghost in an instant.Her screams became more and more severe, and she struggled with all her strength, but to no avail.Seeing that the chains were getting tighter and tighter, the female ghost's expression was distorted, her pupils protruding, as if she was about to be strangled to death by the chains.He Yijiu hurriedly grabbed Han Lang who was still reciting the mantra, and said loudly, "Enough! Enough! She's going to be killed by you!"

Han Lang was in a trance like a dream, and he gradually woke up after being shaken vigorously by him more than a dozen times.Once the mantra in his mouth stopped, he immediately felt numb all over, and his clothes were drenched with sweat.Unable to stabilize his footsteps for a moment, he fell straight to the ground.He Yijiu quickly pulled him, and he fell into the opponent's arms dizzy, trembling all over, and suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"God, A-Lang, A-Lang?!"

He Yijiu was so frightened that he touched his veins, it was okay, it was just exhausted.After a moment, Han Lang gradually regained his composure. He Yijiu wiped away the blood on his lips with his sleeve, and then he murmured: "My spell..."

"You are too hard," He Yijiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "How can you be like this, let you catch the ghost, you almost beat the ghost to ashes."

Han Lang shook his head weakly, and He Yijiu sat down against the wall.He felt weak all over, as if he hadn't rested for three days and three nights.What's going on here?Before, his spiritual power was so weak that he couldn't even use the circular light technique well. Why did he suddenly erupt this time, and even he couldn't stop himself?

Seeing his confused expression, He Yijiu couldn't help rubbing his head and said, "I guess it's because you haven't learned to control your spiritual power yet, it's okay, who didn't do this at first?"

Han Lang wanted to say that he had never heard of himself like this, but he didn't say it.Only then did they care about the bound female ghost, she was also quite frightened, trembling in the chains formed by the ghost binding curse, she was extremely pitiful.He Yijiu supported Han Lang and walked forward. Once the two approached, the female ghost cried out in fright, her teeth and sharp claws were retracted, and her tear-stained face was hidden in the chains. Dare to look at the two of them.

"Master, spare your life, Master, spare your life..."

If it weren't for her face still covered with a layer of gray under the moonlight, and her voice was so faint and resentful that it didn't sound like a human voice, she really looked like a lovely and pitiful girl from a good family.Han Lang didn't dare to be careless, kept his hand on the hilt of "Feng Buyan", and said, "You are a dead person, why are you so attached to the world, and you do this outrageous thing of stealing?"

The female ghost opened her mouth tearfully, and it took a long time to force out a cry: "My family... I know my mistake, my family will not dare to do it again..."

Han Lang sighed slightly, feeling that the ghost was easy to talk to, so his tone softened involuntarily: "In that case, I'll help you and send you to reincarnation."

After finishing speaking, she was about to untie the shackles. At this time, the female ghost suddenly cried out and knelt down at Han Lang's feet at the risk of being burned by the chains: "Wait a minute, master! The slave family will live in this world because there are still slaves in this world." Those who can’t let go, just ask the master to release the slave family once, please, please—”

"When a person dies, he has to go to reincarnation. What are you doing in this world?" He Yijiu couldn't stand it anymore, and interjected, "What's going on, explain it clearly."

The female ghost nodded, sobbed and said, "This...that's a long story."